Izumi and Dekim were in the equipment room, organizing the team's gear.
"You!! Wake up, I have something to say," Izumi raised his right hand to eye level.
No response from Migi.
"Alright, Migi, don't pretend you're asleep!" Izumi said.
A single eye peeked out shyly from the palm of his right hand.
Just then, the door to the equipment room opened, and Murano and her friend Satomi entered.
"Alright! I'm leaving," Satomi said.
"Wait, I'm coming with you," Dekim replied.
Before leaving the equipment room, Dekim leaned in and whispered to Izumi, "This time, touch her left breast, ha ha ha, reward Migi for helping you."
"Sorry," Izumi said, bowing slightly to express his regret.
"I didn't intend to touch you when I did; my right hand moved of its own accord, and what happened happened," Izumi explained, holding his right hand with his left as he described how the incident occurred.
"I'm really sorry; I won't do it again," Izumi added, his embarrassment evident in his body language.
"Do you really feel sorry?" Murano asked, unsure of Izumi's sincerity.
"Yes! I'm serious," Izumi insisted.
"Maybe I'll forgive you if you invite me for pancakes next Sunday, but don't let it happen again!!!" Murano said, setting a date for an outing with Izumi.
"I won't do it ever again! I promise!"
"Alright! That's a promise," Murano said, smiling as she left the equipment room.
A scream echoed in the hall, coming from Izumi, while Murano walked out. Migi appeared, staring with one eye at her, and Izumi tried to hide Migi behind his left hand.
Murano turned, saying, "You are Izumi, right?"
"What? What are you talking about? Of course, I'm Izumi," he said, placing his hands on his face and body to prove his identity.
Murano stared at Izumi for a few moments, smiled, and then bid him farewell.
Izumi turned the other way, holding his right hand with his left.
"What does this mean?" Izumi said, annoyed by Migi's behavior.
"What was that nonsense I just heard? All you were missing was to shed tears and kneel, begging for her forgiveness over a touch of her breast, and you did this!!!" Migi exclaimed.
"Don't make promises you can't keep, or exclude your right hand from the promises you make," Migi added.
"Don't just appear out of nowhere like that; you're going to expose yourself!" Izumi said, ignoring Migi's comments.
"Well, regarding my appearance, I was curious about human mating behaviors. You wanted to mate with that female, right?" Migi inquired.
"What? Mating!!! It's not like that! Don't be contradictory. You got me into trouble when you touched her breast, and now you're talking about mating," Izumi protested.
"Izumi," a strange voice called out to him as he argued with his right hand.
Izumi turned around and placed his right hand behind his back to see who was calling his name. It was the best player on the university baseball team, standing near the open door.
"Are you out of your mind? Who are you talking to?"
"Come with me for a moment," the top player said, clearly in a bad mood.
They walked to an empty corridor behind the gym building, with Izumi following the baseball player.
"Were you talking to yourself to practice your pick-up lines?" the best player asked angrily, referring to Izumi's recent performance that had impressed everyone on the field.
"Not exactly," Izumi replied.
"I need to go change into my sports gear," he added, hoping to avoid any conflict.
Izumi turned to take a step forward, trying to return. The best player moved toward him, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Wait! You know I'm interested in Murano, right?" he said angrily.
"Really?" Izumi asked, beads of sweat trickling down his forehead.
"Fight me," the other said excitedly.
"What??? No, no, I don't..." Izumi stammered.
Before Izumi could finish his sentence, a right punch struck his jaw, sending his glasses flying.
"Why did you do that!!!" Izumi cried in pain, kneeling on the ground.
He lifted his face, only to receive another punch from the other side of his face, followed by two more consecutive strikes that knocked him down.
"What's wrong? Can't you fight back? Useless," the best player lifted him from the ground and made him stand on his feet.
"If Migi shows up, he might end up killing this guy," Izumi thought aloud, as he kept his right hand behind his back, as if hiding something.
Another kick, this time a knee to Izumi's stomach.
"You weakling!!" the best player said, preparing to punch him again.
"Stop!!!" Izumi said, his eyes wide and voice filled with fear.
Migi surged forward like lightning, delivering a powerful punch straight to the best player's face, throwing him several meters away, where he landed on the ground, unable to move.
"Learn to control yourself a bit, you fool!!!" Izumi said, addressing Migi.
"Fool!!! Well, that's a term to describe someone less intelligent than you, and I don't think you used the right word," Migi replied, its mouth visible on the palm of Izumi's right hand.
"You better not have killed him!" Izumi said, feeling anxious.
"Don't worry, he'll regain consciousness soon," Migi assured him.
The best player coughed heavily, regaining his senses. He lifted his head to see Izumi a few meters away and quickly ran off as soon as he realized that the source of the punch was Izumi.
"By the way, Izumi," Migi said.
"It's not healthy for you to suppress your excretory functions," Migi added.
"What are you talking about?" Izumi asked, heading to change into his sports gear.
After putting on his school uniform, Izumi headed to the restroom to urinate.
"Izumi!" Migi called out in a low voice.
"What!?" Izumi replied angrily.
"I asked you not to talk to me when people are around. What do you want?" Izumi added.
"Let me get your penis erected!" Trying not to be heard by whoever's around, Migi said in a low voice.
"What did you say? No!!" Surprised and loud said Izumi.
Ignoring what he had been told, Migi preached about fondling Izumi's male organ, which made Izumi confuse you, especially because there was a student next to him.
"what do you do ؟ No! Stop!!! " A Penis erect, rushed Izumi right tap.
"I'm cold," Megi complained.
"Shut up!" Izumi said, annoyed by Megi's behavior.
"If you don't keep your body clean, it'll make you scratch..." Megi started to say.
"Shut up!" Izumi shouted, interrupting him.
Footsteps approached Izumi; it was the student who had been urinating next to him.
"What's wrong with you?!" the student asked.
Izumi turned to the student, realizing that his member was still erect. He quickly turned again so the student wouldn't see him in that state.
"Nothing," Izumi replied, his embarrassment evident.
"You were talking to your penis a little while ago, and now with your hand!" The student said.
"What else? You didn't see that I was masturbating as well!! " It seems that Izumi is tired of giving justifications to everyone.